How is it that the feathered pest pounding away at our eaves is both the laziest AND the most persistent woodpecker on the face of the earth?? No rapid-fire jack-hammering from this guy. Just a slow knocking away at the wood outside Em and Q's bedroom. The guy wasn't at the top of his pecking class... but he never missed a day, I'm sure. He's a big, dumb, plodding oaf of a pecker, and he's going to drive me out of my mind. Could this anti-pecker spray really be the answer to my prayers?
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